Contract With Big Brother In Law Novels & Stories

" He scoffed in a disbelieving tone and stared at me like I'm some maniac. I don't know where that came from either, but I just don't want Ryker to have the best laugh out of this situation. "Are you going to risk it just to see if I'm bluffing or not?" I fold my arms and move closer to his long frame. "What do you want exactly?" He finally said and I almost let out a huge sigh of relief but I'm going to save it for when I finally achieve my aim. "I want to continue the contract my sister wasn't able to finish." I offered. "Wait, if I actually get that right, that means, you want to be my..."

"This contract can't possibly be legal. Forced marriage? It's medieval." "It's not forced." My father's voice was hollow. "It presents a choice. You can refuse." "With the consequence that my mother loses her care, you lose your company, and we both end up homeless." I laughed bitterly. "Some choice." "I've already spoken to three different lawyers. The contract is ironclad. He's made sure of it." I stopped pacing, my attention caught by the small velvet box still sitting on the desk. Almost without conscious thought, I reached for it, feeling its weight in my palm.

Adrián finally stated. Her jaw dropped in absolute shock. "Marry you?" "Yes, Miss Elena. I am proposing a contractual arrangement—a marriage in name only, governed by mutually agreed-upon terms. Rest assured, I will ensure you are fully compensated for any inconvenience, particularly regarding financial support," he explained earnestly. The sheer audacity of the proposition left Elena utterly speechless. The offer dropped out of a clear blue sky, demanding time her brain simply didn't have to process the implications. "Mr. Adrián... please, give me a moment. This is a lot to absorb."

"What's this about?" He didn't waste time on pleasantries. Reaching into his briefcase, he pulled out a thick envelope and slid it across the table. "The contract. Read it carefully." I opened it, scanning the first page. It outlined everything we'd discussed: I'd appear as his wife in public, attend events, play the part convincingly. In return, he'd transfer a significant portion of shares from his father's company to me upon completion. No real marriage, just a facade to appease his family's expectations and secure his inheritance.

"Nice to meet you, sister-in-law... for one month." He winked. He knew. Ethan pulled Chloe behind him. Fist clenched. "Don't touch my wife." Alex laughed. Loud. "Fake wife, brother. I read the contract. Father showed me this morning. One month, $5 million, no touching in private. Very professional." "So after one month, she is free? Good. I will wait." Chloe's heart pounded. How did Richard get the contract? Ethan only printed one copy. Richard banged his wine glass on table.

Any hope of fixing things with Kira would be gone. Not that he had much hope left anyway. But still. Adrian walked to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water. He drank it in one gulp. Then he pulled out his phone and dialed his lawyer. The man picked up on the third ring. “Mr. Westbrook. Good morning.” “Morning. I need you to draft a contract.” “What kind of contract?” “A marriage contract. For two years no complicated terms. No alimony. No claims on my assets. Just two years and then we’re done.”

"You said I was to get married in two weeks and I'm doing just that." "It's a contract marriage." She froze. How did he know? Before she could ask, he answered. "I've seen more of this kind of situation than you'd imagine. And to think I didn't suspect you would do that." Since it had been found out, she could only go along. "There is no term in grandfather's will that forbids me from having a contract marriage. Besides, a contract is just a piece of paper. Livian and I are recognized by the law as a legally married couple nonetheless."

"You'll be my legal wife, in public we'll present a picture of a loving couple who are smitten by each other but to us, we're just two separate individuals who are free to do whatever they like. You'll be present at every function that I need you to be as my wife and you won't do or say anything to jeopardize the Kriss name or company, is that understood?" "Yes" I nod "Sex is entirely out of the question, that would be child abuse on my part" he quips and I roll my eyes. "You're going to live here for throughout the period of this contract and nobody, not even my uncle should know about our deal, if anyone knows, it makes the agreement invalid, are you okay with these terms?" "Yes. At the en

She let out a long breath and raised her teary eyes to William. William glanced over his shoulder at his guards. They were there to provide security till the marriage ended. William knew what he was about to undertake was a huge step for his life and future, but he had no choice. “I guarantee you that you will not be in any problems during this one year and that your life will be protected at all costs. However, you will never assert any rights over me for any reason; everything else you need to know is stated in the contract. Now it's time. I trust your actions do not violate the contract," William said this while staring straight into Monica's eyes, where her anguish was obvious but Willia

“Breathe.” “That’s a good boy,” the caller said. “You’re going to sign a contract handing over all of your shares of Stewart Industries. Every last one. You’re going to hold a press conference announcing your decision to the world. Your empire will fall and a new one will rise from its ashes. When asked why you’re doing this, you will say that Conrad Stewart was involved in several fraud investigations, and you don’t want to be a part of it. Understood?” “Yes,” Will said through clenched teeth. There’s no doubt now. It’s Robert.